Thursday, September 23, 2010

Inclement Weather

inclement: lacking mildness



This has been an interested year for weather in Korea. You might remember this blog post about the major snow storm we had here. Well, this month Mother Nature has had all kinds of fun. At the beginning of the month we had Typhoon Kompasu hit us. A category 1 storm, with winds up to 91 mph. It was very early in the morning (maybe 5am) when it came across Seoul. It woke me up, and I couldn't go back to sleep because of the noise. The windows were rattling and shaking pretty hard, and I thought for sure that our satellite dish would fly off the side of the bldg. However, we never lost power (just internet for about 4 days), and there was no damage around our neighborhood, other than a whole bunch of leaves and small branches blown down. In fact, during the worst of the storm, I looked out our window and saw a couple of people walking around down on the street below. So my conclusion was that the typhoon wasn't that big of a deal....until we went on base. The base got hit pretty hard, I assume because it has so many trees, and it doesn't have a bunch of high rises to protect them. There were about 300 trees on base that were either uprooted or broken in half. There were power lines down all over, and some people didn't have power for over a week (some were moved into hotels). There were broken windows, and other damage. Elsewhere in Korea, there was also damage, and three people were killed. Here are some pictures from on-base (I did not take these pictures).











An uprooted tree also uprooted this concrete staircase that was next to it.


I thought this was funny - someone used some broken up curb to put a cross next to this uprooted tree.


This is a Black Angus restaurant that had some damage.


We saw several trees like this that had been whipped around in the wind. They weren't uprooted or broken, but they left big holes next to the trunks.


Next up was the crazy rain we got this week. On Tuesday we got 10 or 11 inches (different sources said different numbers) of rain in 6 hrs. - it was crazy! Right during the middle of it, I had to go down and pick up the kids from the bus stop. Luckily, Joe was home early, so I didn't have to bring Alex down with me. The bus was 1/2 hr. LATE! (I didn't know why at the time, but it was because of flooding on base). The rain was coming down sooooo hard. I was soaking wet from my thighs down. My umbrella held up for almost 20 minutes, but then it just couldn't take it anymore, and it started raining on me underneath the umbrella. When the kids finally got there, they were soaking wet on the bottom of their legs too, and begging me to play in the rain. I don't ever let them play in the rain here like I did in Texas, because the air is so dirty here. But I figured we were all wet anyway, so what the heck. They had a blast.






One of Madelyn's sandals almost floated away down the gutter.




Again, this freak rain storm did not affect us much, other than full gutters and the need for baths. It was a completely different story on base. There was major flooding on parts of base. Here are some pictures (again, I did not take these). This is a street, not a river:)


Here's the street in front of the middle school. The further you go down the street, the deeper the water is, which is in front of the elementary school. These roads were closed off, which made it interesting for parents picking up kids from school.


The sewers filled up fast and couldn't contain all the water. Manhole covers were lifted up and off.


This is the parking lot by the bus station. We are sooooooo glad that Joe did not drive the car to the bus station to go to work that day.


Here is that same parking lot a couple of hrs. later. You can just see the tops of those cars. Tragic.


There was flooding all around Seoul, but I don't know the full extent of the damage, other then that 12,000 people had to evacuate their houses, and a lot of people lost power, and 1 person died. The aftermath was a little ugly on base.



On the wall in front of this truck (below), you can see a sign in the background - it says "Flood Area".





Anybody need a raft?


Okay Mother Nature, what's next?

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Can't Live Without Them


Cora loves to create things, ALL the time. The other day she had out her stamps and papers, and she made up a board game....and then she wanted me to play it with her. Playing a made-up board game, in which rules are kind of made up as you play along, is not really my cup of tea, and Cora knows that. However, I swallowed the instinct to run, and agreed to play with her. After we were done, Cora thanked me for playing with her and said, "Did you absolutely hate it?" I replied, with a smile, "Hate is a strong word." She quickly retorted, with a smirk of her own, "I know. It was a strong game!"



Our internet was out for a few days, and I had an appointment scheduled for someone to come out and fix it. He was late, and while I was waiting I snoozed off in our big recliner. The next thing I know, I wake up, and there's this guy sitting at our computer (I knew right away who it was because he'd fixed our internet before), and Madelyn and Alex are standing next to him just chatting away. Apparantly, I had not woken up to him knocking on the door, and Madelyn had graciously let him in herself. The best part was, I was wearing a skirt, and the way I was lounging in the recliner was not exactly lady-like. I had a good talk to Madelyn afterwards about how only Mommy and Daddy let people into the house, and next time she should wake me up. It was not my finest hour.




We'd had a problem for a while with JT's attitude towards Madleyn. He was always saying things like, "I don't want to sit by Madelyn", "I don't like Madelyn", and "Madelyn bugs me". We talked to him over and over again about how he needs to be nice and loving to his sister, that it hurts her feelings when he says things like that, and that he should think about how it would make him feel if someone said those things about him. Nothing worked. It was driving us crazy. Then, all of the sudden, things changed. He started playing with her at home, wanting to sit by her in the car, and I even caught him hugging her a few times. What made the difference? School started, and they all ride the bus together. I told Cora and JT that they needed to take care of Madelyn on the bus, because she was new to it. We agreed that Cora would sit by Madelyn on the way to school, and JT would sit by her on the way home. This SIMPLE act of service, the responsiblity of taking care of Madelyn, has made a HUGE difference in JT's attitude. It is a perfect example of how we really do learn to love those that we serve.



Here's a taste of Madelyn's imagination at work in Primary.

Teacher: What are some good things we can do?

Friend: I'm nice to my little sister.

Madelyn: I'm nice to my little brother and my little sister too.

(the teacher is my friend and knows Madelyn doesn't have a little sister - she was interested to see where this would go)

Teacher: You're nice to your little brother AND your little sister?

Madelyn: Yes.

Friend: I've been to her house, and I've never seen a little sister.

Teacher: Yes, I didn't think you had a little sister Madelyn.

Madelyn (with a completely serious face): I do. My mom hides her because we don't have room in our house for a crib.

The teacher/my friend informed me afterward that she was going to call CPS, hehehehe.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Labor Intensive

We went a little crazy on Labor Day weekend, crazy meaning we packed the weekend with spontaneous adventures. This was partly due to the fact that we haven't had a real vacation in a year, real meaning we haven't been home (the U.S.) because of Joe's school. Now that his school is over, we have really been looking forward to going home for a month over Christmas break. However, we just found out that isn't going to be possible because of Joe's work, so we played hard over Labor Day to make ourselves feel better, better meaning we tried not to be mopey.

First up, we went to the aquarium at the COEX mall. We went there when we first moved here a year ago (yes, it's been a year). I told Joe we should go once a year - he can't handle anything more than that, and in reality thinks that once a year is A LOT. But it was a good thing we went, because they had this new display.





Next we went to the zoo. There is a house for baby animals (just the babies) that were too cute for words, but I wish someone would tell me where the mommies are? Are these orphaned baby animals? Did their mommies dies? Did their mommies or daddies try to eat them? Do they get lots of love and attention during the day? I worry about them.
It was also very important to get a picture to show how BIG the rhinoceros poop was (pictured below). Kids know what's important.
Lastly, we went to Everland, which trumps Lotte World in every way. Our year passes to Lotte World finally came to an end, and this year it's al labout Everland. On Labor Day, a bunch of families from the branch all went to Everland. We didn't keep together the whole time, but we bumped into people often enough, and the kids got to go on a couple of rides with their friends.

Alex wasn't as excited about the rides as the older kids.

He opted to sit out on most.
We also saw turtles....
dragons....
and bears, oh my!
Labor Day = It's hard work having fun.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

I'm Not Perfect

If you have time, read this blog post before you continue here, because that post is what I've been thinking about lately.

I consider myself a postitive person, and I admit that most of my blog posts are about happy, fun and positive things. I thoroughly enjoy my life, and my time with my family, so I want to keep a record of the fun things we do together, and keep those memories alive for my children. I also want to share as many of these moments as I can with our families and friends who are so far away, and can't see what we're up to otherwise.

However, that being said, my life is not not one big party or adventure. Inbetween all of those fun blog posts is our normal, everyday life. The life where I yell at my kids when I'm being impatient, or where I'm too "busy" to play with them because I'm doing something totally not important (like facebook), or where I can't seem to keep my house clean for longer than one day, or where I'm going a little insane because of all the things I have to do and all the things I'm not, not, not doing. My life is not perfect, and neither is anybody's else, no matter how they portray it on their blog. But happiness doesn't come from perfection - it comes from the process of working towards perfection - and that process is full of weaknesses, mistakes, messes, stupidity, ugliness, and a bunch of other imperfections - THAT'S HAPPINESS!

I don't think that I've ever presented myself as perfect on my blog - I try not to. Remember this post about my quirks? See, I'm not embarrassed to lay out my messes before you. Why try to put forth the appearance of perfection if we're not? I'm not talking about confessing our sins to everyone, but you know what I mean. I love this post from my friend Mary, LOVE it. We should all have posts like this sometimes. Let's get messy.

So, the other day my friend Naomi was nice enough to give me a Kreative Blogger Award.

Perhaps not coincidently, Naomi is also the one from whom I found the first blog post I mentioned. Anyway, I'm supposed to tell seven things about myself, and in the spirit of "Oh Quirky Me", that's what I'm going to do. Nothing here will resemble perfection - just my weird process of getting there. Don't judge me people;)

1) I have this thing with volume control on my car radio. When I adjust it, I only put it on numbers that end with 0, 2, 3, 5, or 8. Not 1, 4, 6, 7, or 9. Totally dumb, right? Not at all obsessive compulsive...because I'm not. I think Joe is rubbing off on me.

2) I never get the flu shot, or get it for my kids, unless we're already at the doctor, and they ask us about it and give it to us anyway. Why don't I? Because deep, deep inside me I think that if I get the flu shot, then I will DEFINITELY get the flu. Deep, deep, deeper inside of me, I know that this is completely irrational and not true. But still.

3) My family dentist when I was a kid ALWAYS used the gas when he worked on our teeth. Using gas does not seem to be a common procedure now days. I don't know if it was back then, or if he was just gas-happy. But now, as an adult, I HAVE to ask for the gas when I'm getting my teeth worked on, or I start to have a panic attack. I'm addicted, and I feel dumb having to ask for it, like I'm a druggie or something. And speaking of the gas at the dentist, it gives you this specific taste in your mouth. The aftertaste of Doctor Pepper is the exact same taste, and so is certain cherry-flavored candy. So I can't drink Doctor Pepper, or have cherry-flavored candy. Blah.

4) I have a Cindy Crawford-esk mole (only mine is below my lip instead of above). Am I trying to insinuate that I'm sexy like Cindy Crawford. Maybe. But does Cindy Crawford have a sinlge thick hair that grows out of her mole? Yep, I'm an old Chinese man....except that I keep plucking mine out. It might be good luck, or perhaps a sign of my intelligence, but I pluck it anyway - mostly so people won't be jealous.

5) I think I've mentioned this one before, but it's worth mentioning again - I avoid ironing at all costs. It should only be done in emergencies, and there are very few ironing emergencies. If Joe needs something ironed, he does it himself. I USED to iron when we first got married, trying to be the good and proper wife. It didn't last. Joe loves me anyway.

6) I don't like shopping for clothes. I hate it. I don't like picking them out, I don't like trying them on, I don't like paying for them, and I don't like realizing later on that I don't like them that much after all. I would be okay to wear jeans and a T-shirt every day, with a hoodie when it got too cold. I don't know why I don't do that anyway, except I can't wear jeans when it's humid and muggy.

7) When I was a teenager I would tweeze my own eyebrows, but I think I got carried away. Not to the point where I have to draw in my eyebrows, but I did get them uneven - one eyebrow is shorter than the other - and it has never grown back. I learned my lesson, and I haven't tweezed since my college days.....except for my legs.....and my mole;)

There, now it's your turn. I nominate ALL of you for the Kreative Blogger Award - ALL of you, do you hear me? I want to know weird and messy things about you. Come on, give it up.

P.S. Don't compare yourself to other bloggers and don't ever feel inferior to their creativity, beauty, talent, accomplishments, adventures, etc. Just be you. It's good.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Friday, August 27, 2010

An Interesting Day

It's been one of those days today.

It all started when all 4 of my kids woke up at 6:00am. It's just too early. Especially considering this is our last week of summer, before school starts. Especially considering that when school starts I KNOW that I'm going to be on the receiving end of a lot of moaning and groaning when I try to wake them up at 7:00am every morning. Especially considering...well, I can't think of anything else, but it's just too early.

A piece of Korean paper art that I had (framed and hanging on the wall), fell off said wall, crashed to the ground, destroying the frame. Luckily, the art itself was untouched. And miraculously, the glass was not cracked....until JT stepped ON it....instead of walking AROUND it. Can someone please explain this to me?

My house is a mess. It gets that way.

We went to the school today to meet the kids' teachers. We were caught, unsuspecting (meaning we didn't have an umbrella), in a torrential rain, and soaked to our ever livin' bones. I don't even get that wet when I take a shower. Okay, I do, but I don't usually have my clothes on. We met the teachers like that, looking marvelous, I'm sure. At least I wasn't wearing a white shirt. We are happy with 2 out of 3 teachers. I'm willing to give the other one another chance. First impressions are often wrong. Please let me be wrong. Please.

I was supposed to go to a meeting right after we met the teachers, but I called to say we'd be late so that we could run home and change. When we got home, the elevator was broken. 13 flights of stairs. Sure, it's a good work-out, but not one that I wanted. On the 8th floor there was some construction going on, and the hallway AND STAIRS were covered in piles of broken wood (some with nails), garbage, cardboard boxes, and other hazardous materials. What could we do? We carefully picked our way up and over the mountain, and made it upstairs alive.

I was really sweaty. It was hard to tell because I was really wet.

One of my biggest pet peeves is parents who take their children to play at fast food play areas (i.e. Burger Kind, McDonald's, etc.), and leave their children (completely unattended, unsupervised, possibly unloved) there, while the parents (usually moms) sit in the main part of the restaraunt chatting it up with their friends, never even glancing through the big window that separates them to see what they're up too. I'm bothered by this because I see too often how unruly such children can be. I'm bothered by this because one time I had to crawl up inside the play thing (not meant to accomodate adults) to rescue my child that had been cornered by, and was being bullied by such children (none of the mom's ever even noticed, not even when I gave them all the evil eye on my way out). When left unsupervised in such play areas, children(otherwise totally well-behaved) can quickly take on a mob mentality (please refer to Lord of the Flies - I might be exaggerating, a little bit). Today there were such kids. They had about 50-100 straws (wrappers all over the ground), using them to built some sort of pipe system...or maybe weapons. There was also a lots of pushing and craziness going on. Pet peeve.

The elevator was working. As we waited for it we talked about how it smelled like a fresh compost heap out in the hall. When we got onto the elevator it was like we jumped into the fresh compost heap and started swimming around in it. It was thick. We covered our noses, and made it upstairs alive.

Alex isn't potty trained....yet.

The Silver Lining. We popped some popcorn (added extra butter) and watched Fantastic Mr. Fox. Fantastic. Weird and disjointed and fantastic. We danced at the end. You should try it.

You have days like this. I know you do. I should have taken pictures.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Seoul Searchers

So, our little group from church now has an offical name - The Seoul Searchers. I can only assume that this is due to our adventurous spirits, and perhaps the fact that we live in Seoul...but maybe it's just a coincidence:) Last week we went to the Children's Museum. One thing that I LOVE about Seoul - all these places that we are going (and most of the places we've gone as a family) are either really cheap ($5-10 for a whole family), or completely free. I guess this helps to balance the universe for us, in which we pay almost $3,000 for rent and utilities each month (and it will probably be a lot more this month because of how much we've run the AC). The day we went to the Children's Museum was the same day that we took Joe to the airport so that he could fly home for Porter's funeral. Since Joe had the day off, he got to come with us. We didn't stay very long, because we had a plane to catch, but we still had fun...

Dressing Up

Learning Taekwondo
Putting together Puzzles
Playing Musical Instruments

Playing in the Castle
Stamping Pictures
Building with Blocks

and Being Warriors...
...with really Cute Faces.